Everywhere I am- I am a minority and do not speak nor look like anyone around me. I really don’t give a rat’s-ass. A few days ago when I was riding the Metro Red Line at 4:30 in the morning, there was not another white person to be seen. When I walk [...]
I picked up the keys to my new place today- and went in to loft one more time to get a mental image of how I was going to arrange things. I think everything I have left will fit pretty well- the place is about 2/3rds the size of my current place, but it [...]
This would have been one hot jam to be at….
2 blocks from my new crib (his reference in song- not where he was playing- check onut U2 “Where the Streets Have No Name to see that-
I’ve been rather quiet the past month as I’ve been trying to figure out what to do as my lease is up at end of July, and I wanted to “play my cards close to my chest”. I was trying to negotiate a deal with my landlord but all my offers fell on deaf [...]
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